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  1. Sunday, August 24th 2008
  2. Yea! My wife updated her blog!
  3. Saturday, August 23rd 2008

  4. Do not stand at my grave and weep.
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am a thousands winds that blow.
    I am the diamond glints on snow.
    I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
    I am the gentle autumn rain.
    When you awake in the morning’s hush,
    I am the swift uplifting rush
    of quiet birds in circled flight.
    I am the soft star - shine at night.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry.
    I am not there. I did not die.

    —A great friend of my mother and father, Bob McCarthey, passed away a couple of weeks ago. He was such a warm and funny man. Clau and I could not attend his service, but my father sent me the program, and this poem was in it. Rest in Peace, Mr. McCarthey.

  5. Friday, August 22nd 2008

  6. Thursday, August 21st 2008

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